"Secret as the grave, Fairbanks!"
Ralph nodded, with a smile indulging the whim or mood of his good loyal friend, who he knew was given to heroics.
"What's the trouble?" he asked.
"Bardon."
"I fancied so," said Ralph.
"Came right up here to see you," explained Denny. "Forgan sent me."
"The foreman?" murmured Ralph, in some surprise.
"Yes. You are not to report in the morning."
"Does Mr. Forgan say so?"
"Strictly. You are not to come near the roundhouse for a good many days. They've got it in for you, and Tim Forgan and I are going to rout 'em, horse and harness!"